i don't know how she does it; after
waking up before dawn for two days...
I always equated sadness to sound,
the sorrows of a songbird, the pain of a...
I wish to cast off my mortality
And lay it down to rest...
I go bobbing for memories
Their presence haunts me...
Bring out all the storm clouds you forgot to leave...
we'll burn down the sunlight until it gets dark...
World's clear and bright with distance
But living makes it dull...
Burn my soul in silence;
watch me glint...
Unicorn's graciously run
Across a field of wild dandelions...
The dark pen sits awkwardly as I write,
like two lovers touching for the first time...
Words are falling stars
dangling from a spider webbed scarf...
'Do you remember...
Trust me,
The time for tears...